The sight of the cars seemed to give Jonah a boost of confidence as he immediately straightened up and rushed over to report the situation to the officers who had just arrived.Jonah and the rest of his posse were smiling. They were curious to see just how a bastard like Wilbur would hold up against all these officers.As Jonah reported the situation, up to a hundred Special Forces officers and police officers surrounded Wilbur's car. They were all armed, the barrels of their guns pointed at his car.The situation had blown up, and both the head and vice captains of the Special Forces, along with the head of the police department, had shown up.An officer having their gun taken from them by force was a big deal. All the superiors did not take such an offense lightly.Burt walked up to the head and vice captains of Special Forces, reporting everything that had just happened to them.Vice-captain Gordo Canne knew exactly what was going on. He had been the one to send Burt over when
Wasn't that the car Wilbur had been driving, the one that belonged to the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense?Ronan turned around. "Are you sure the perp's in this car right here?""That's the one, Captain. Look, all the guns he took are right next to it," Burt responded immediately.Gordo's expression was stern. "I think we should just let the officers storm him, Captain. This man was strong enough to take down several officers. He's extremely dangerous.""Yeah, Uncle Ronan, just shoot the guy! It's not worth you or anyone here getting hurt." Jonah smirked.Ronan was able to make out the face of the man smoking in the car right then.He could tell without a doubt that it was Wilbur. That meant that Ryder was probably in the backseat.These guys had messed with the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. Were they out of their minds?After giving it some thought, Ronan turned to Jonah. "Jonah, tell me the truth. Do you have a personal grudge with the man in th
Ronan had honestly made the situation pretty clear.He had implied to Jonah that this man here was not to be messed with and the situation could still be salvaged as long as Jonah apologized.However, Jonah was too used to things going his way and did not get the hint at all.Jonah was quiet for a long while before fuming, "I don't care that you two know each other. If you don't arrest him today, you're going to get it."Ronan could not help but sigh. It looked like Jonah was still as dense as ever.Ronan turned to Jonah. "This man is from the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. This matter is out of our hands. Do you understand?"Ronan had wanted to at least try and save Jonah, seeing as they were both from the same city.However, Jonah still could not take the hint and cried out, "I've never f*cking heard of such a department! You're dead if you protect this bastard, Ronan Black."The words made Ronan stop trying to help him altogether as he said, "I don't have the
Just then, Jonah's spirit seemed to be completely defeated as he collapsed to the ground.Wilbur chuckled. "You should keep a closer eye on your department, Captain Black. Don't get yourself into trouble you didn't start."Gordo and Burt trembled at those words. It was clear that Wilbur was referring to them.Ronan nodded. "I'll be sure to do just that.""I'll be on my way then. Send me that report the second it's done."Wilbur got into his car after that, driving off into the distance.Ronan heaved a loud sigh of relief after that, turning to glare at Jonah. "Don't even think about getting out of this. No one can help you now, so just give up."Ronan knew how powerful the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense was. People like himself and Jonah were hardly anything in comparison. Jonah had really screwed up this time.He honestly deserved it for wreaking havoc in Rivertune City throughout all these years."Take him away," Ronan shouted, and Jonah was sent off to the Sp
Walter gulped. Wilbur had him sit down as he poured him a mug of tea.Walter took a sip, calming himself down before saying, "I'm a lawyer from Anya City, representing Mister Ethan Osborn. He's been locked up by some very powerful people that I can't handle. Ethan told me to come looking for you. He said you'd help for sure.Wilbur's expression darkened at once.Ethan had been a member of the Abyss Mercenaries back then. He was one of Wilbur's men.Back when the Abyss Mercenaries had disbanded, Wilbur had told everyone that they could come looking for him in Seechertown if anything were to happen to them.It seemed like this ex-teammate of his had really run into some trouble.It was important to note that everyone on the Abyss Mercenaries was incredibly skilled in combat and would be the top soldier in any army they were put in.Wilbur had also left every single member with up to ten million dollars in severance, so money was definitely not the issue.It seemed like Ethan had
Wilbur drove himself and Walter toward the freeway.Anya City was on the outskirts of Kardon Province, about five hundred kilometers away from Seechertown. It would be at least a six to seven-hour drive.Wilbur said nothing as he drove. Walter was quiet in the backseat as well.Walter had been in Seechertown for over ten days as it had taken him quite some time to find Wilbur.Despite the fact that Wilbur definitely seemed rich, he was probably a far cry from Joel. After all, Joel was worth billions as Anya City's richest man.Besides, Joel's company, Viewspring Corp, had a hand in multiple industries and built quite a reputable name and network for itself. With all these factors, Walter honestly did not know what Wilbur would do.Walter himself had faced quite a few bumps in the road as Ethan's lawyer. The power of the William family was far beyond imagination.Ethan had paid Walter a good amount of money, so Walter was trying his best.The rest was up to fate.It was in the
Wilbur glanced at the guard, who felt a wave of terror immediately wash over him as he took two steps back.Wilbur sneered, turning back to Ethan. "Don't worry, you'll be out of here real soon. Joel still owes you his life and he's going to pay.""I trust you, Boss. It's just my sister that I'm worried about now. I'm afraid that Joel might hurt her just to get revenge against me. She's all I've got left," Ethan said, looking distressed.Wilbur frowned. "What's your sister's name and where is she now?""Her name's Shelby Mothleen. She goes to Westhand College," said Ethan.Wilbur smiled. "Don't worry. I'll send someone over to protect her this very instant. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on her would be out of their mind.""That makes me feel a lot better."Ethan had been plagued with worry and grief over the past few days and was just about close to losing all hope.The sight of Wilbur made him calm down considerably.Wilbur had always been everyone's protection out on the bat
All of a sudden, Wilbur threw the pint of beer onto the floor. The bottle shattered upon impact, glass flying everywhere.The supervisor walked over at once. "Is anything the matter, Sir?""This is fake alcohol. Are you trying to take the piss out of me?" Wilbur asked coldly.The supervisor stopped short before saying, "Sir, please watch what you say. All of our alcohol is purchased legally following all necessary procedures.""I don't care! It's fake because I said it is. You're going to pay me ten million dollars, or you can kiss this club goodbye." Wilbur sat down, taking a long drag of his cigarette.The supervisor was stunned, only returning to his senses after some time had passed.He then chuckled. "You aren't from here, are you, Sir?""I'm not. What about it?""I see. Well, it's just your luck that you came to a place where an attitude like this will only get you killed," the supervisor mocked.Wilbur's expression turned cold. He got to his feet, slapping the superviso